Scars and Mars. [Roo]

Michael stood firmly his brown eyes strictly focused on the object in front of him. His curly short hair was a messy filled with leaves and pieces of bramble. His face had a few straches here in there making pink lines that crossed the white scars over his cheek. A glint in his eyes harden and he stepped closer to the puppy that had caused this. It sat wagging its tail so fast it seemed to shake himself. "Mars you little beast." He spoke low and slowly like he would strangle the pup with his voice. Another step closer and the puppy perked it's ears and prepared to bound away through the woods again. Then with a flash Michael leaped towards the dog and wrapped his arms around the canine. Now trapped in his arms the two rolled over the grass with the force of impacts. When Michael ended flat on his back he looked down at the puppy safe and happy in his arms. "If you keep running away, I'm going to put you on a leash." The puppy gave a tiny yipp and licked Michael's face. Sitting up Michael wiped his face and laughed wiping his face with a quiet "Ew."

Lykos smiled to himself as he walked through the forest, not even the cold weather could bring down his happy mood this fine day. Helena had just started talking to him again after he'd gotten them both lost in the Halloween Maze, which wasn't the smartest thing to do to your best friend. He let out a breath, surprised that it wasn't fogging up in front of him. Back in Poland, at this time of year, you could always see your breath in front of you. Lyle missed the little things about his homeland like that, but figured it was safer for all if he just stayed away.He then remembered why he was out here. His ferret, Goffik, had ran away from him [[again]], so he was out here searching for the little bugger. He saw a rustling in the distance, and was hopeful that it was his little mammal. He crept closer, and saw that it was a boy instead. "Oh, hello there!" he greeted.

Hearing someone approaching Michael sat up at the bushes rattled. Being a pointer by blood Mars stood at attention waiting for the creature to appear. When another boy appeared Mars jumped from Michael's a nd bounded towards the newcomer. Michael raised a hand and nodded in salutations. "Hey." Soon after the curly haired teen leaped to his feet. "No Mars, no chewing strangers." Said pup stopped sniffing vigorously at the strangers feet. "I'm sorry about him. He's curious." Michael glanced around the surrounding area of forest. A thicket of brambles and evergreens spotted with oaks and maples blooming with oranges and reds. The creek bubbled and drug itself away from them a whilst away.

Soon Michael's warm brown eyes were back at the guy. "Whatcha you doing out here?" Once again first thoughts were the first words out the scarred faced guy. Michael ran his fingers though his hair fishing out leaves and pine straw. "I'm just curious, your the first person I've seen out here and its been awhile." Laughing a bit awkwardly he pointed at the dog. "I keep getting sidetracked."

Lyle let out a light laugh, reaching down to pet the dog, hoping in his mind that it wouldn't bite him, or at least, not bite him TOO hard. "Aren't all animals?" he sighed lightheartedly, a smile still on his face. It was damn hard to make him sad. "That's why I'm out here, actually. Pet ferret decided that it would be a good idea to play hide and seek in the forest, and led me here. I love him and all, but Goffik can be a damn pest!" he exclaimed, rolling his eyes. "What are you doing out here, stranger?" he asked the boy, trying to break down any awkwardness. Lykos himself wasn't one to hold back his tongue [[unless there were girls involved. He was terrible with women.]] but understood that other people found it hard to let theirs go.

Michael chuckled good heartedly."You right. He can take it a little far sometimes though." Michael watched the puppy wagging it's body by his tail and licking the boys hand before stopping and circling his legs. Narrowing his eyes he focused on him."A ferret you say? That's a cool pet, I've never actually seen one up close before."Michael's hands twisted together and patted down his jacket. Just restless behavoir typical of him. Michael rolled his shoulders pointing to the dog."Mars here wanted to go for a walk so we ended up here after awhile. Of course I mostly just chased him around the woods." The browned eyed teen wasn't worried about being lost in the new camp. Nor was he fazed or to shy around the newcomer. In fact Michael was excited to meet people and talk. He stuck a hand out, "And i'm Michael. So now i'm not a stranger, Stranger."